working retail
disgusted with the service i was offered today. i went to the linux distro store asking them to show me a straight one and they simply were baffled saying stupid things like "ma'am this is not a physical space how did you do this" and "ma'am in order to get here you have to have made several incorrect assumptions about not only linux but also the nature of reality" "ma'am where am i" "ma'am there's no such thing as a linux store" and most infuriating of all "what the fuck do you mean a straight one". So unprofessional!
go down to the netherworld, plant grapes
Irv certified Peepaw status
little miss awful body temperature regulation is taking his hoodie off again
I've been going through it a bit lately and your music has been helping a lot.
In particular the library at the very bottom of this place and the lines "I'm not my body, I'm not my brain..." have really been resonating with me. Because there are days that I really hate my body and my brain and my habits and just about everything, but having this as a mantra to repeat and remind myself that there's *something* about me deeper than that and deserving of love has been huge!
Thank you! I am not the sock, I am the pennies filling it that fracture the jaws of my enemies
2014–2016: omg same
2017–2019: this is so relatable
2020–2024: why did you have to attack me like that
2025–2028: and so we are truly no more different than two leaves of the same tree